Brent Beamer

American drug, rock & roll

Urbana-Champaign through Omaha I roll

Some of us are born for safety

Some of us are born for grief

Some of us are freaks

Some of us are freaks out of control

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In dreamland we find 

The endless obsessions we search for

And when we get high,

We always find that we want more

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American drug, rock & roll

From Milwaukee to St. Louis I go

In the mirror she looked not well to her

But, he always thought that she was a beautiful woman

But, he knows not where she's from

And he knows not what she's done

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They lay in the dark

The connection is lost

Five minutes ago, they both needed someone

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Someone

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American drug, rock & roll

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